Nothing remains except memory of our love

We love our women lovers who love us in the World Women’s Day,

And I keep them deep in my heart’s and mind never ending with time.

My desire never ever dies until rest of my life finally goes away,

And I know not if anything remains for me what I always desire to have as mine,

The unkown journey of life moves with time as waves follow waves until reaching the final shore,

And all children of God rise up in the morning and sleep at night seeing the bright or gloomy day.

Of the silent dark night,I see millions of twinkling stars plunging into the mysterios galaxy and I imagine them and love,

And I count my passing days as vanishing waves catching no waves in the immortal time.

Forgetting past and present give us new meaning of lives to run in the future with unfulfilled desire,

And nothing remains mine as now or never if I do not become happy with all what presently I have.